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   Sean_Q_ to Well for one thing you   
   The paradox of Ojevind's Tree   
   04 Sep 09 13:14:43   
   
   XPost: alt.fan.tolkien, rec.arts.books.tolkien   
   From: no.spam@no.spam   
      
   In "Re: 20 Questions - Öjevind", Öjevind Lång wrote:   
      
    > OK. :-) Just keep in mind that (as I learned) even something that seems   
    > very easy to the OP can turn out to be quite difficult to the others.   
      
   Well for one thing you said:   
      
    > The tree could be found growing in a forest or alone.   
      
   The Old Party Tree grew alone, in a field (ie, not in a forest).   
   However its species is unknown so how could you possibly have known   
   that other members of the same species can also be found in a forest?   
      
   Then did the Spirit of Yavanna, Patron Maia of the Olvar come to me   
   in a dream vision. In the guise of an Entwife she appeared, like unto   
   a walking elm tree pacing towards me seven yards at a stride.   
      
   I was petrified. This went so much against the grain.   
      
   However, her bark was worse than her bight, and she spoke to calm me,   
   saying thusly: "Fear not, for I have come to bestow great wisdom upon   
   thee concerning Öjevind's Tree.   
      
   "Know then, oh Adan of Narrow Vision, that when he said it could be   
   found in a forest or alone, he spake sooth. Verily indeed, for   
   a Party Tree can be found most anywhere where people party, including   
   but not limited to a forest, plain, prairie, savanna, steppe, veldt,   
   grassland, pampas, wold, meadow, plateau, Barrow Down, moor, desert,   
   chaparral, outback, badland, sahel, tundra... well, thee gets   
   the picture."   
      
   I really felt like a sap. Everything was now so clearcut. Beholding   
   the Mote in Öjevind's eye I had considered not the beam in my own.   
      
   Then as suddenly as she had appeared, Yavannah vanished in a whirlwind   
   of swirling elm leaves, leaving only a sprinkling of sawdust on the   
   North Moor of the Shire where she had stood.   
      
   SQ   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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